Something Goes On
Looking Into The Machine
Where All Things Are
Lubrication Starts The Cogs
The Wheels Start Spinning
A Violent Hum
Working Together
Against Each Other
They Are Friend And Foe
The Same Exact
Moment Of Time
Strings Attached
Is There Someone
That Just Helps Us To Pass The Time?
Is There Something
That keeps Us Stimulated In Our Mind?
Cogs Still Move
Strings Are Cut
Let Loose It Goes
Monstrosities Gut
This Great Machine
Ladders Fall Short
Any Possibility For Escape
The light Is Outside
No One Is Home
Tiptoe Towards Unknown
Window Opens And There Is A Box
A Mannequin Inside Of It
Mannequin Is The One
Thought To Be In Charge
Footsteps Rush Past Us
No One Is Seen Running
Everyone Is Trying To Escape
Because They Can
It’s the easiest way Out
But Not The Easiest Way In
There's No Escape
Time Stands Still
What Do We Do
Destroy Time
Destroying This Place
Light Is A Being
I Thought I Understood
Put One Of The Escapees
Small Wooden Box
Faint Winds Blow
Crackle Wheat Grass Decaying
Sound Of Pins Dropping
Attack Each Other
Inches From Their Success
Light Shines Our Heroes
Face From The Distance
Thought He Was Alone
Machine Moves Slower Now
Machine Slowly Stopping
Machine Is Decaying And Dying
Gear Feeble Attempts
To Keep Going; Stop It; Undo.
A Character We All Know Too Well.
If A Light Is Shining Through
A Wall Do We Look?
Even When We Do Look
It Is As If Time Is Going Backwards Now.
Buildings Rebuilding Themselves
Old Life Forms Undying And Returning.
Machine Attacking Itself
The Midst Of That Inch Of Safety
Try With All Their Might To Rip Each Other Apart.
A Wall Do We Look?
Even When We Do Look
It Is As If Time Is Going Backwards Now.
Buildings Rebuilding Themselves
Old Life Forms Undying And Returning.
Machine Attacking Itself
The Midst Of That Inch Of Safety
Try With All Their Might To Rip Each Other Apart.
